My internal compass has been demagnetized

Just went to catch a movie today, and I have affirmed that I have no sense of direction whatsoever. Vague hints of my defect had appeared when I failed to navigate myself out of Takashimaya with my cousin, but this was the clincher. On our first attempt to reach Cathay Cineleisure Orchard, due largely to my misdirection, we ended up at Tangs. Minor alert. As tenacious as ever, I quickly blamed that on a particularly absorbing conversation I was having, and retraced my steps with the group in tow.

We started off in the opposite direction, only having the faint notion that the cineleisure was somewhere near Paragon. Our hopes were shaken upon our arrival at our beloved landmark, as the cineleisure was no where in sight. In our desperation, we committed the ultimate male heresy of asking for directions. Nothing a few prayers to the kindly gods of gender stereotype won't solve though. Our knowledgeable Orchard guides, consisting of a health shop cashier, a cookie vendor, and a random shopkeeper unanimously pointed in the direction we were moving in. Hurray! A morale booster! We continued our epic odyessy towards the land of moving images. Just to roughly gauge how far we had walked, we started out somewhere near Mount Elizabeth hospital, where I experienced my shortest dental session ever.

After five or ten minutes spent fighting gravity and air resistance, we made it past Dhoby Gaut station, and began to near our destination. Checkpoint done. At this point, it began to drizzle slightly. We hastened to the cineleisure to avoid the rain, and to an extent, the clouds, which we were afraid of, somewhat. When we reached it, we noticed that we were at The Cathay Cineleisure, and not Cathay Cineleisure Orchard. Red alert! If you were expecting an epic journey through the rain, which was pouring down by then, you will be disappointed to know that our nerve failed us. We quickly succumbed to the temptations of the nearby cabs.

We attempted to flag a few down initially, to find that our stretch of road seemed to spawn only occupied cabs. It took us approximately five minutes to figure out that the road was actually an exit for the cab stand at Plaza Singapura. Looking back, although it was slightly humorous, it is hard to see the lighter side of any situation when you are exhausted, hungry, and standing in the rain. We did eventually get a cab though, by crossing the street, and arrived at Cathay Cineleisure Orchard within two minutes.

As for the movie, Iron man was incredible. Apart from Spiderman/X-men, I think it is possibly the most faithful comic-book adaptation I have seen so far. It was well scripted, with lighter moments of dialogue here and there, and most of all, great action sequences with a guy in a cool armour suit, which was generally what the movie was supposed to be about. But the movie was satisfying on a whole, with some clever lines, and an excellently adapted plot. With my advice, we stayed back in the theater to catch the post-credits scene, which involved our beloved protagonist sans cool suit talking to Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D, who was, interestingly, played by Samuel L. Jackson. I could have sworn Nick Fury was supposed to have hair.

We followed that up with dinner, where I've had my first taste of cold udon, which has given me a stomach ache. Nothing a little chocolate can't cure though, although this is probably going to deplete my stocks (which were just replenished yesterday), quite quickly. Oh well, never mind. The holidays are a great time for extravagance, especially when you're with company.